Home page – blogroll

For Mom, not a mom

I stand and look out, at the dark lake,
With the moon rising.
And the horse and buggy are coming back in,
From the past, in silence

Where things they don’t exist
And we’re all in this together, till the end

Where the pearly gates remain open
And welcome me home
By the time I came to Manitoba, I died
At the hands of the ghostly queen.

Where things they don’t exist
And we’re all in this together, till the end
Till the end, evermore

Should I ask you? For forgiveness?
And open my heart?
If I say these words, will you listen?
Or leave me here in the dark?

Where things they don’t exist
And we’re all in this together, till the end
Till the end.

* This poem is really a slight adaptation of a song by The Gorillaz, feat. Beck called “Possession Island” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaLu0CIyFe0)



Leave a comment

About me: I am a career educator and traveler at heart. My written work includes academic writing in philosophy and linguistics, English acquisition, and most intently in the areas of spiritual engagement with reality and what that means for our public lives.

My education is a mixture of formal study in philosophy, political theory, Biblical studies, and history, along with professional teaching certification in TESOL and in cognitive testing, and international teaching.

My travel experiences include a range of countries in Asia, Europe, Africa and North America. I have lived in Canada, the United States, Germany, Saudi Arabia, South Korea and Thailand. From those places I have traveled to many others besides.

I am a child of the 70’s and a “family man.” That means I have two wonderful kids who have been round the world with me.

Lastly, I am married to a wonderful woman since 2004. She is my partner, my friend, and my muse.

Thanks again for stopping by,

Newsletter